Because that’s not your story...
These words reverberate in my brain space as I drive down
Main Street contemplating the beautiful yet irritating story unfolding in my
neck of the woods. A story of a local
gal, a mutual friend of many friends, who struck it big when one of her blog
posts landed her a spot on The Today Show.
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HUH?!?
Yes, you read correctly...The Today Show.
Now that I have your attention
let me tell the wee story from my point of view. The end of last school year I hear my friends speaking of their Pastor’s wife who landed on the Today Show with the eloquently written blog post about her being the worst mom ever. HA! After reading her blog I realized she was not in fact the worst mom ever, she was actually pretty dang adorable.
let me tell the wee story from my point of view. The end of last school year I hear my friends speaking of their Pastor’s wife who landed on the Today Show with the eloquently written blog post about her being the worst mom ever. HA! After reading her blog I realized she was not in fact the worst mom ever, she was actually pretty dang adorable.
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Obviously considering the friends we have in common she must
be wonderful, right?! Unfortunately that
didn’t soothe the twinge of jealousy that reared its ugly head after catching
wind of her landing her very own HGTV show.
What kind of warped reality was my small town trapped in? Someone was bringing HGTV to Buda ….and it
wasn’t the fabulous Genevieve Gorder coming to redesign my kitchen! I was getting hot. To top it all off I had to drive by this
woman’s house each time I left the neighborhood and had yet to meet her face to
face. I wanted to love her….I wanted to
support her……I mean, in all reality she was a far superior writer than I could
ever imagine being (published author in fact) and admittedly, I wanted to read each
and every word that came off the page at me.
Questions kept coming….”Why am I not a good writer?”
“If I’m not even a good story teller then why did you call
me to start a blog, Lord?”
“Of all things….a BLOG, when I can’t write worth a
lick!?”
With thousands of great
stories and no nerve to tell them for fear of putting my readers to sleep. Then he reminded me of a man named Moses …he
was a terrible speaker…..he even had a speech impediment yet the Lord called
him to free loads of people…to lead them to a greater promise.
If God can use Moses then He can surely use meJ
In order to share the most current part of my story I need
to remove the veil a bit on my private world which I keep heavily under
wraps. There is a home 2 blocks away
from where we just moved this spring that I’ve had my eye on since I moved to
this awesome little town years ago. Each
time it came on the market the price was way too high to even consider.
Pause for introspection:
Have you ever wanted something so deeply that every day you believe
“today’s the day” “its mine!”. Well this
is where I’m coming from. I have a deep
passion and love for this house & land.
More than anything though, let me
be clear, I want God’s perfect will for my life and if this house isn’t it then
I’ll graciously say goodbye and walk the path He has planned out already for
me. His plans are always the BEST,
hands down.
I’m totally open…..at
least I thought I was until one day last week.
One day last week I
drove by my dream home…..and there were about 20 cars parked out front. I couldn’t believe my eyes….I went home and
tried to get it off my mind, I had a million things to do & this wasn’t
going to stop me. At least I
tried….. I kept telling myself it
doesn’t matter, that house is MINE!
More questions swim through my thoughts. “Who’s at my house and what
are they doing?” (Did I mention the
house is vacant and ON THE MARKET?) ahh, wee fact now illuminates the
story….make a little more sense?
no one ever said I was a good story tellerJ
On a whim I grabbed my
2 year old son and loaded up the stroller….dogs n all….forget about lunch, who
needs to eat, I must know who’s doing what at my houseJ
walking down the street I’m thinking I look like a crazy person….what
am I going to say?
What am I doing?!?!
Oops…..right at the entrance
to the open garage of the house in question my dog goes “potty” ….Really!!!???
as I bend over to bag
the evidence I start to shake. “Are they
going to come around the corner and see me cleaning up poo?”
Oh boy…..this could make
for an embarrassing adventure….but I didn’t plan on turning back now!
As I round the corner I see a camera crew….strange. Right there in the front yard, answering the
directors questions, stood this cute, hip couple. “I bet they’re from Austin….trying to buy MY
house and making a show of it!”
Just then my husband
drives by…..he texts me “walk away”. He informs
me it was the blogger gal, Jen Hatmaker so that must be HGTV. “just leave” OH MY HEAVENS….you MUST be
kidding me!!!!!
Not only does she get
her own show, she takes MY HOUSE!?! OH
NO!!!! Could this get any worse?
Refusing to leave I plant my stroller…right
behind the camera crew, hoping they won’t notice me.
Too late….oops. “Koko…..shhh we must be very quiet!” 2 dogs and 2 year old and 2 very hungry
bellies but I wasn’t leaving until I met her and spoke my peace…..whatever that
was!
Hands shaking ….Hands
sweating. During the 15 maybe 20 minutes
I waited to have an audience with the potential buyers of my dream I got an
overwhelming, tears welling up in my eyes,
compassion for these strangers. I
believe God helped shift my seething jealousy to overwhelming love and
gratitude ….
A knowing overcame me
….
A knowing…… that if
God would do it for them then He’ll surely do it for me.
Joy overcame
frustration.
Peace overcame doubt
and all of a sudden I
wanted to hug Jen and congratulate them on acquiring this gorgeous home.
I also wanted to make sure we were best of friends by the
time I left so I could watch what the experts did to my sweet house.
Finally……the director
calls a break for lunch…..
My chance…..awkwardly and even a little rudely I
demanded their attention….with a grand smile and sincere intentions I
introduced myself, stumbled over my words, gushed congrats on getting my dream home….and finally, let them
speak.
she tells me they
aren’t getting this house….they
bought the one around the corner. The
gorgeous white 105 year old farm house we just toured with clients 2 weeks
ago….amazing piece of property really.
I’d LOVE to have that place (if my dream home weren’t waiting for
me).
Did you hear that?!????? JOY!!!!!
My house is still
available!!! Wow, I love them even more
now….now I really think we could be
friends.
Wait…..I just had a
thought…. I may have come across as a stalker crazy neighbor type? Oh well, what’s done is done! Hehehe. I can’t help but giggle just a bit.
God sure has a sense
of humor! “because that’s not your story” He
says. Keep your eye out for the T-shirts, coming soon to a fine boutique near
youJ
The
lesson in all this: NEVER compare your story to
someone else’s, you NEVER know what they’ve been through or where they’re going…..only
keep your eyes set on the path marked out for you and trust that God is
faithful and has good plans for you. (Jeremiah 29:11)
In closing, if you haven’t already, please check out her
blog JenHatmaker.com and follow the story….
ahh, and to watch
someone’s dreams come true ….encourages me that mine aren’t too far
away…..maybe even just around the cornerJ
big hugs n love
DBWyatt ;0
Homework: mediate on Psalm 32:8
weekly challenge:
be blessed to be a blessing to someone around you
I love you pookey!
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